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        <description>Tutto ha inizio dalla meraviglia</description>
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        <lastBuildDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:50:09 +0100</lastBuildDate>
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        <category>Arte e Cultura</category>
        <category>Varie Arte e Cultura</category>
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            <title>Attesa</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11815511.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://barbaragarlaschelli.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/osare-nella-paura.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;392&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Tanto ti ho cullato, Amore,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;sulle onde dolci dell'attesa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;che dall'ispida ghiaia di un lido nuovo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;- naufrago -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;approderai da ultimo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;sulla spiaggia assolata dei miei occhi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chiara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske03&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske02&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske03&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske02&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:46:45 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>LUX</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11766451.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Voi siete la luce del mondo. Non si accende una lucerna per metterla sotto il moggio, ma sopra il lucerniere perch&amp;egrave; faccia luce a tutti quelli che sono nella casa&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;(Mt 5, 13-15)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.planetimmobiliare.com/img/img_news/00044.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;344&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Siamo nati per risplendere, siamo nati per manifestare la luce che &amp;egrave; dentro di noi, non solo in alcuni di noi, ma in ognuno di noi. E quando permettiamo alla nostra luce di risplendere, inconsapevolmente diamo agli altri la possibilit&amp;agrave; di fare lo stesso. E quando ci liberiamo dalle nostre paure, la nostra presenza automaticamente libera gli altri.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2012 19:53:27 +0100</pubDate>
            <guid>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11766451.html</guid>
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            <title>OCCHIO DEL GIORNO</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11382072.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b1/Mata_Hari_9.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;473&quot; height=&quot;768&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Arcobaleno di forme e parole in movimento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;danzi nella luce trafitta dell'occhio del giorno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mata Hari!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Semplicemente Donna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;tra storia e leggenda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chiara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2012 22:10:27 +0100</pubDate>
            <guid>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11382072.html</guid>
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            <title>IL PESO DI UNA CAREZZA</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11239671.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, geneva;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske03&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://aulascienze.scuola.zanichelli.it/wp-content/uploads/image/Giuliam%20Bianconi/carezza.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, geneva;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske03&quot;&gt;Il peso di una carezza&lt;br /&gt;pu&amp;ograve; essere un segno d&amp;rsquo;alba,&lt;br /&gt;il crisma del tuo destino,&lt;br /&gt;la donna che alla fonte&lt;br /&gt;dolcemente si inclina,&lt;br /&gt;taglia netto il suo solco&lt;br /&gt;di costante preghiera,&lt;br /&gt;e cos&amp;igrave; se mi appoggio&lt;br /&gt;alla tua mano pura&lt;br /&gt;mi si leva dentro l&amp;rsquo;alba&lt;br /&gt;dentro si alza il cielo,&lt;br /&gt;ma perch&amp;eacute; nell&amp;rsquo;amore&lt;br /&gt;s&amp;igrave; forte mi raggelo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, geneva;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ske02&quot;&gt;Alda Merini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 15:34:47 +0100</pubDate>
            <guid>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/11239671.html</guid>
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            <title>Candele</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/10947728.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://immagini.tipiace.it/gallery/sfondi-candele-natalizie/sfondo-candela-natalizia-2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;413&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I giorni futuri stanno avanti a noi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;come una fila di candele accese -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;dorate, calde e vivide candele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I giorni passati restano dietro a noi,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;penosa linea di candele spente;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;le pi&amp;ugrave; vicine fanno ancora fumo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;fredde candele, ormai piegate e sfatte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Non le voglio vedere; la loro forma mi rattrista,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;mi rattrista ricordarne l'antica luce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Guardo davanti a me&amp;nbsp; le mie candele accese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Non mi voglio voltare, vedere con spavento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;come s'allunga in fretta quella linea scura,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;come si moltiplicano in fretta le candele spente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Costantino Kavafis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 12:36:37 +0100</pubDate>
            <guid>http://blog.libero.it/Taumazein/10947728.html</guid>
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